Chapter 687 Ugly Beast
Ever since Brandon''s talk with Charis, she seldom went out of her office or talked to anyone.
She didn''t want to face the stares of the intrigued employees, nor did she want to quarrel with
anyone and give Brandon all the more reason to drive her away.
Given her fragile mental state now, it was hard for her to control her temper now. She knew better
than anyone else that she could barely keep herself together these days. The harder she tried, the
worse things got.
Just then, she heard the door of her office being pushed open. Thinking it was just her assistant
who came to deliver some documents, she didn''t bother to look up from her desk. "Just leave the
documents on the table." "Miss Turner, I am not your assistant." A familiar voice sounded.
Charis raised her head and met J''s smiling eyes.
"Mrs. Larson, do you have an appointment? If not, please leave my office," Charis said with
unconcealed hatred. This bitch must''vee just tough at her.
Ignoring her refusal, J strode into the office and looked at Charis up and down calmly.
It had been less than a month since theyst saw each other, yet Charis seemed to have
transformed into apletely different woman. Although J couldn''t see her face with the mask
and scarf, she could tell that the woman was close to losing her temper.
"We need to talk, Miss Turner." J kept her smile. They were in the Larson Group headquarters,
and she was certain Charis wouldn''t dare to drive her away.
Charis gnashed her teeth angrily. Just looking at J made her want to skin the bitch alive. But
since J was the wife of the CEO, she had to be polite with her.
"Then please have a seat, Mrs. Larson," she said stiffly. Charis subconsciously wrapped her coat
around herself more tightly, feeling ufortable and even a little timid under J''s intense gaze.
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J sat on the sofa and elegantly crossed her legs. "You set the haunted house on fire to kill me,
didn''t you?"
Charis''s whole body stiffened, as though she had been struck by lightning.
After a long time, she stuttered, "I... I don''t know what you''re talking about."
"Do you need a mirror to see what you look like now?" J''s smile widened and her eyes shed
dangerously. "You got what you deserve, Charis. You failed to kill me in that fire and even managed
to turn yourself into a beast. How does it feel, Charis?"
Charis bit down on her lower lip hard, forcing herself to calm down. She wasn''t a fool. She could tell
that J was deliberately trying to get her to confess the truth. She was probably even recording
their conversation right now.
"I said, I don''t know what you''re talking about. Why would I want to kill you? You''re Mrs. Larson, and
I respect that. For the sake of my friendship with Brandon, I''ll forget what you said just now. I have
work to do. You can leave when you''re done with that cup of tea." Charis refused to have this
conversation with J. She was afraid that she''d lose control of her emotions and fight her.
"It doesn''t matter if you don''t admit it. I just enjoy seeing you like this," J said with a chuckle. "I
mean, you bundle up to cover your whole body now, right? Which makes you stink. I know that my
husband is so disgusted whenever he sees you like that."
Charis''s nostrils red, but she still tried her best calm down.
However, every word that left J''s mouth hurt her deeply. The bitch even had the audacity to
mention Brandon!
How could Charis bear such a blow!
"Get out of my sight right now!" Charis suddenly stood up and roared at the top of her lungs.
Seeing that she had gotten what she wanted, J picked up her bag and sneered proudly, "I was
about to leave anyway. I feel sick just looking at you like this. Now that you''re an ugly monster, you
should give up your dream of being with Brandon. You don''t deserve him!"
Herst words finally made Charis snap. She flew into a rage andpletely lost her mind. She
picked up the kettle of hot water on the table and sshed it at J.